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A/n: . . . Thanks demonstarchild for reviewing Unknown Secrets and Pain relief
Gohan burst through the wooden door knocking it off its hinges. He saw Goten sitting on his bed, watching the blood drop from his wrist; crystal tears ran from his eyes and down his ever-paling cheeks finally rolling of his chin.
"Goten." Gohan sighed ripping a strip of fabric from his fighting gi. He gently took Goten's wrist and wrapped the orange fabric tightly around the cut. He wrapped his arms around his brother and gently rocked him.
"I'm so sorry Goten." His dark eyes on the verge of forming tears too. He didn't want to lose his little brother. Goten reminded him so much of himself at that age. He had seen Goten isolate himself from Trunks. He hadn't spoke to him as much now, Goten really hadn't spoke to anyone that much anymore. It was lucky Piccolo had known. What if he hadn't told him, he would be here now, no he didn't want to think like that. He just wanted to know what was wrong.
"Sorry for what?" Goten looked up, his once innocent eyes now intense and dark, they were more like Vegeta's than anyone else's was. They still held some sort of purity though, something that was still childlike in them. He frowned. "What are you sorry for?"
"I'm sorry for not being there for you Goten and for being too concerned with Videl and Pan. I should have been there for you; I am your big brother. For caring to much about my studies too." Gohan held his brother closer. He never wanted to lose Goten. He owed him his life in a way. Through those days when Gohan had not been able to cope with his dads death, Goten had been there reminding him of him. Not in the way everyone would of thought Goten should of. They had all been saddened by how much Goten looked like Goku, it had brought Bulma to tears a few times. Gohan though saw it as a blessing though, he reminded him of all the good times with his dad. Goten's eyes had sparkled with innocence and naivety of Goku's. There was something else in his eyes though a wonderment of every single thing in the world, he had more sense of the world than his father though. He knew who to trust, he had a good sense of what people were like deep down. It was something in those ebony eyes that revealed a persons true colours. It was hard not to be happy around Goten then. Even if Gohan had been sad when he had walked into the house, Goten's massive grin could make anyone smile. That was gone now. Instead of Goten making people smile, it was people trying to make Goten smile.
He looked down at Goten now, something had changed again, his dark ebony eyes had closed, he seemed to be contemplating something or another. Gohan continued rocking him back and forth. He was almost convinced that Goten was asleep apart from the fact that he was still sniffing, though almost silently. His pale skin had streaks from where he had been crying. A single tear rolled down Gohan's cheek and feel onto Goten's nose. He felt him turn in his arms.
"Don't cry. I do not want you to cry. You shouldn't be sorry. . ." Goten had turned around to face Gohan and had brushed the tear away from him.
"Yes I should. I shouldn't have ignored you."
"No, I should be sorry. I should of realised that doing this would of hurt you and everyone else." He shook his head, making his black locks shake slightly.
"Goten, it was everyone's fault."
"NO it wasn't it was mine. I should have taken it like a man."
"You know that isn't true, squirt." Gohan ruffled his brothers hair. Goten smiled a little. Gohan loved his brother smile, it would brighten anyone's day.
"You were never as stupid as me." Goten said looking down at his wrists. Gohan sighed and smiled grimly. "Your to smart to do that."
"No I wasn't. . ." Gohan slowly pulled the bands off his wrists, if you looked close enough you would be able to see two thin red lines, that contrasted against his usual pale peach skin. It was thin and faded though, worn down by time, an old scar. Goten looked horrified for a moment but then it passed and looked thoughtful once again.
"When?" Goten uttered the single word in a whisper, though curiosity ran through his voice.
"When dad died, not actually it was after that. It was when Mom found out she was pregnant, with you, I didn't think I was going to be needed. Kind of funny really considering the situation now. I was still really upset from Dad's death. I just didn't see the point in me being around. So I decided that it wasn't worth it. It was my fault dad died and now mom was going to have another child. She didn't need me to be around though. So I did the same, as you. I didn't expect anyone to find me. No one wanted to speak to me because of what I had done. I had killed father. If anyone had found me, I had always thought it to be Piccolo, Mom or Krillen. It was Vegeta though. It was the only time that I'd ever seen him show concern to anyone. I never thought it would be me that he would show it to. He took me back home before Mom got back from Bulmas and Bandaged my wrists. He never told anyone, he just said I was foolish. I deserved that comment though. He told me that my family loved me and cared about me and that 'kakarotto would not be pleased if I suddenly appeared on snake way." Gohan smiled a little, he could just picture his dad's face if that had happened.
"So I'm not thick?"
"Who told you that?"
"Trunks, I think he was only joking though." Goten smiled a bit more, Gohan felt a jolt of happiness as the old smile that lay on his little brothers lips started to return again. Gohan noticed that the bed covers were covered with blood and he'd would have to clean them before his mother came back.
"Come on, lets get you cleaned up and then we better sort out this mess." Gohan smiled warmly leading his brother to the kitchen to find something to help Goten's wrists.
A/n: . . . Thanks demonstarchild for reviewing Unknown Secrets and Pain relief
Gohan burst through the wooden door knocking it off its hinges. He saw Goten sitting on his bed, watching the blood drop from his wrist; crystal tears ran from his eyes and down his ever-paling cheeks finally rolling of his chin.
"Goten." Gohan sighed ripping a strip of fabric from his fighting gi. He gently took Goten's wrist and wrapped the orange fabric tightly around the cut. He wrapped his arms around his brother and gently rocked him.
"I'm so sorry Goten." His dark eyes on the verge of forming tears too. He didn't want to lose his little brother. Goten reminded him so much of himself at that age. He had seen Goten isolate himself from Trunks. He hadn't spoke to him as much now, Goten really hadn't spoke to anyone that much anymore. It was lucky Piccolo had known. What if he hadn't told him, he would be here now, no he didn't want to think like that. He just wanted to know what was wrong.
"Sorry for what?" Goten looked up, his once innocent eyes now intense and dark, they were more like Vegeta's than anyone else's was. They still held some sort of purity though, something that was still childlike in them. He frowned. "What are you sorry for?"
"I'm sorry for not being there for you Goten and for being too concerned with Videl and Pan. I should have been there for you; I am your big brother. For caring to much about my studies too." Gohan held his brother closer. He never wanted to lose Goten. He owed him his life in a way. Through those days when Gohan had not been able to cope with his dads death, Goten had been there reminding him of him. Not in the way everyone would of thought Goten should of. They had all been saddened by how much Goten looked like Goku, it had brought Bulma to tears a few times. Gohan though saw it as a blessing though, he reminded him of all the good times with his dad. Goten's eyes had sparkled with innocence and naivety of Goku's. There was something else in his eyes though a wonderment of every single thing in the world, he had more sense of the world than his father though. He knew who to trust, he had a good sense of what people were like deep down. It was something in those ebony eyes that revealed a persons true colours. It was hard not to be happy around Goten then. Even if Gohan had been sad when he had walked into the house, Goten's massive grin could make anyone smile. That was gone now. Instead of Goten making people smile, it was people trying to make Goten smile.
He looked down at Goten now, something had changed again, his dark ebony eyes had closed, he seemed to be contemplating something or another. Gohan continued rocking him back and forth. He was almost convinced that Goten was asleep apart from the fact that he was still sniffing, though almost silently. His pale skin had streaks from where he had been crying. A single tear rolled down Gohan's cheek and feel onto Goten's nose. He felt him turn in his arms.
"Don't cry. I do not want you to cry. You shouldn't be sorry. . ." Goten had turned around to face Gohan and had brushed the tear away from him.
"Yes I should. I shouldn't have ignored you."
"No, I should be sorry. I should of realised that doing this would of hurt you and everyone else." He shook his head, making his black locks shake slightly.
"Goten, it was everyone's fault."
"NO it wasn't it was mine. I should have taken it like a man."
"You know that isn't true, squirt." Gohan ruffled his brothers hair. Goten smiled a little. Gohan loved his brother smile, it would brighten anyone's day.
"You were never as stupid as me." Goten said looking down at his wrists. Gohan sighed and smiled grimly. "Your to smart to do that."
"No I wasn't. . ." Gohan slowly pulled the bands off his wrists, if you looked close enough you would be able to see two thin red lines, that contrasted against his usual pale peach skin. It was thin and faded though, worn down by time, an old scar. Goten looked horrified for a moment but then it passed and looked thoughtful once again.
"When?" Goten uttered the single word in a whisper, though curiosity ran through his voice.
"When dad died, not actually it was after that. It was when Mom found out she was pregnant, with you, I didn't think I was going to be needed. Kind of funny really considering the situation now. I was still really upset from Dad's death. I just didn't see the point in me being around. So I decided that it wasn't worth it. It was my fault dad died and now mom was going to have another child. She didn't need me to be around though. So I did the same, as you. I didn't expect anyone to find me. No one wanted to speak to me because of what I had done. I had killed father. If anyone had found me, I had always thought it to be Piccolo, Mom or Krillen. It was Vegeta though. It was the only time that I'd ever seen him show concern to anyone. I never thought it would be me that he would show it to. He took me back home before Mom got back from Bulmas and Bandaged my wrists. He never told anyone, he just said I was foolish. I deserved that comment though. He told me that my family loved me and cared about me and that 'kakarotto would not be pleased if I suddenly appeared on snake way." Gohan smiled a little, he could just picture his dad's face if that had happened.
"So I'm not thick?"
"Who told you that?"
"Trunks, I think he was only joking though." Goten smiled a bit more, Gohan felt a jolt of happiness as the old smile that lay on his little brothers lips started to return again. Gohan noticed that the bed covers were covered with blood and he'd would have to clean them before his mother came back.
"Come on, lets get you cleaned up and then we better sort out this mess." Gohan smiled warmly leading his brother to the kitchen to find something to help Goten's wrists.
